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course day 1
♥ Monday, May 21, 2007 2:58 AM

today was the first day of the drama southeast asian theatre course.
it wasn't as bad as i though it would be, it was actually quite fun.
we learned dance movements for thailand, burma..cambodia..blah blah blah.
and i got sabo-ed then i was asked to demonstrate a indian dance step because i take indian dance. -_-
it was hell embarrassing.
st. nicholas' is a HUUUGE school, and their canteen is sooo much better than ours.
the food is cheap and better.
ij toa payoh was there too.

tomorrow we're gonna do chinese opera. heh.

here's an excerpt from the 'Likay' (thai theatre) script:

TALAMAE SUAY
Listen to the sweet words
as if they were written with drops of sweet water
What unfortunate luck that our hearts
so close
find themselves amidst confusion and disorder.
I feel as though I were beated by a whip
It hurts all over.
Oh, my heart that used to love now hurts.
We used to give gifts to each other.
But now weapons shall be our gifts.
Our hands have to hold swords instead
of red roses.